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Monolith Of Wrath
02:54
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MONOLITH OF WRATH
Sun crashes through my window
Moon falls asleep in my bed
Wide awake I’m filled with violence
Of the voices in my head
So eloquent they speak to me
I feel the madness rise
One pill to numb this pounding
Another pill to close my eyes
Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight of my….
Old wounds will always haunt me
Time has a way with words
One pill to numb this feeling
Another pill to calm my nerves
Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight of my…
Of my mind…
Of my mind…
The moonless midnight of my mind
Esoteric dissonance
The soothing sound of silence
But once the heavy starts to hit
Feel the wrath of the monolith
Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight…
Blue skies are sacrificed
Let the witching hour come
One pill to numb this pressure
Another pill to kill the sun
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MORIENDO RENASCOR
Life and death
And time remind us
Leave the dust
Of past behind us
Mourn the memories
Of our mistakes
Take our secrets
To the grave
Blessed is
The beast that rises
From the ashes
Of our vices
Warnings that must be conveyed
Truth is not in being saved
Like a phoenix on the bone
In death we are reborn
Feel the fire
Burn and scorn
Moriendo Renascor
Like a phoenix on the bone
In death we are reborn
Feel the fire
Burn and scorn
Moriendo Renascor
In this garden filled with
Earthly vanities
Temptation lies
Divine salvation only comes
To those who die
Spirits come
And give us light
Haunting hearts
As black as night
When the skies
Turn dark and grey
The dead will have their way
Like a phoenix on the bone
In death we are reborn
Feel the fire
Burn and scorn
Moriendo Renascor
Like a phoenix on the bone
In death we are reborn
Feel the fire
Burn and scorn
Moriendo Renascor
This too shall pass
So come what may
Your tomorrow is today
Each night I go to sleep
And mourn
When I wake I am reborn
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GOD IS A GIRL WITH A BUTCHER KNIFE
Red are the lips
With a tongue so sharp
Kiss her mouth
And cut out her heart
I can feel the heat
From the sun I scorn
The sicken of the calm
Who know the storm
Suffer
Love her
Death is the veil
Which those who live call life
They sleep and it’s lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife
A butcher knife
Black is the hair
With the skin so white
Drown her sins
In the pale moonlight
I can feel the earth
Bleed beneath my feet
The strength of the dirt
Where the flesh is weak
Suffer
Lover
Death is the veil
Which those who live call life
They sleep and it’s lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife
Music, when harsh voices die
Vibrates in the memory
And so will thoughts
When thou art is gone
My words shall live on
Death is the veil
Which those who live call life
They sleep and it’s lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife
The mistress of the verbal hand grenade
Be my muse
The good book speaks to those
Who seek the truth
But where’s the proof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
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HERETIC DREAMS
Myths are flowers
Of imagination
They grow freely
Fed by mystery
Watered by our hopes
And faith in metaphor
Dressed up in the truth
They beautifully adorn
Gardens of our minds reborn
Resurrected from the past
We left behind
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason
Blood is beauty
Flowing from the veins
Of inspiration to our hearts
Beating as our dreams
And real life collide
Decorated in our sins
We shed our skins
Strengthen our lungs
Breathe and kill the demons
With the magic
Of our tongues
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason
The image of the lord
Has been replaced
By a mirror
And the Devil’s face
A virtuous heretic
Shall be saved
Before a wicked
Christian preys
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason
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5. |
Honey Of The Human Soul
03:50
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HONEY OF THE HUMAN SOUL
We fall into hell
And feel the slow burn
All over us
Intoxicated by the sound
Darkness covers us
Deep inside the abyss
With voices in the air
Crimson skies
Open wide
While sunlight
Says a prayer
The pain inside
Is hard to hide
Our scars are
Sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies
At night
We start to dream
And the wind
Begins to follow us
Now every wall
In our room
Just wants to swallow us
Underneath I breathe
A sigh of relief
Turn the volume to ten
Just to hear myself scream
The pain inside is hard to hide
Our scars are sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies
At night
I lose myself
In the chaos
That comes with the day
Collaborate on the clouds
So I can feel safe
The music comes to me
Just like a friend
And comforts me
A guilty conscious
Will confess
While words
Are haunting me
The pain inside
Is hard to hide
Our scars are
Sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies
We store the honey
Of our human souls
Inside our tears
Gathered on wings of misery
We let go of our fears
We choose to let our moods
Create our escape
Turn off the world
And now we’re
Floating in space
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INSOMNIAC MOON
Winter seems so far away…
I open my mouth
And I can taste the heat of the South
Baptized in Whisky
I worship the sound
Thick like clouds under the Tennessee sky
Damned and divine
Every summer has a story
And this one is mine
The high priestess of prophecy
I preach my sermons
To the cicadas in the trees
Heavy with the holiness of his riffs
I bleed
The Southern sun
Will light the room
With secrets of the moon
Secrets of the moon
I close my eyes
And come alive
Inside the sacred mood
The sacred mood
Night falls and the fireflies
Surround me like rain
I can hear the distant thunder of August
Immaculate in its pain
This is the ballad
Of a blasphemous girl
The lament of an insomniac
A dirge for the sacrosanct
Doomed with the
Rumble of the deep
I pray my soul
Will continue to speak
As the low end strangles me
The Southern sun
Will light the room
With secrets of the moon
Secrets of the moon
I close my eyes
And come alive
Inside the sacred moon
The sacred mood
The Southern sun
Will light the room
With secrets of the moon
Secrets of the moon
I close my eyes
And come alive
Inside the sacred moon
The sacred mood
Beauty for some provides an escape
For others...
An exquisite dying
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7. |
Hour Of The Wolf
02:58
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HOUR OF THE WOLF
The iron tongue of midnight
No one will see her standing here
Between the mortal and the muse
Our darkest evening of the year
These hills have riffs
These woods have words
So deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven
In this the hour of the wolf
She gives into her greatest fear
A beating heart becomes a scream
The only sound that she can hear
These hills have riffs
These woods have words
So deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven
It is the hour
When most people die
Sleep is deepest
And nightmares are real
These woods are lovely
Dark and deep
But I have secrets
I must keep
Words to say before I sleep
Words to say before I...
These hills have riffs
These woods have words
So deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart
And hope to live
Pray all is forgiven
These woods have history
These hills are filled with memories
I close my eyes and see
The beauty in my blasphemy
These woods are lovely
Dark and deep
But I have secrets I must keep
Words to say before I sleep
Words to say before I…
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8. |
Del Riche
03:58
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DEL RICHE
Still feel the pretty poison
That's coursing
Through your veins
Your silent analogue heart
No longer beats
But it remains
A hard reminder
Of your past
Distant memory
An unapologetic thief
Transformed herself
Into Del Riche
Del Riche
Complicated identity
But I remember
Who you used to be
The fallacy whereby a goose
Believes that she’s a swan
Pretend you’re someone else
But all your character is gone
A work in progress to erase
Traces of your fame
True metamorphosis
Is more than just
Changing your name
Del Riche
Complicated identity
But I remember
Who you used to be
Beauty is only skin deep
But ugly goes clean to the bone
The human heart feels things
The eyes cannot see alone
Complicated identity
But I remember
Who you used to be
The vultures they still circle
Within the words I wrote
Your skeletons have not grown skin
But there is always…hope
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9. |
The Harsh Light Of Day
03:10
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THE HARSH LIGHT OF DAY
Shut the drapes
And the world drops dead
Sometimes it’s nice to forget
Why suffer from another sunrise
Dying is an art like everything else
So heavy is my heart
So dead in comfort
I am numb
The luxury of sleep
Eludes me
Close my eyes
And the room turns red
Sometimes it’s nice to pretend
Why bother with another sunset
Dying is an art like everything else
So heavy is my heart
So dead in comfort
I am numb
The luxury of sleep
Eludes me
Just one more pill to take
And maybe
I won’t recognize
The harsh light of day
These are my hands
My knees
My scars
Oh Lady Lazarus
Come and speak to me
Dark side of happy is despair
Oh Spirits of the night
Forgive my restless mind
From ashes I will rise
And eat my enemies like air
Just one more pill to take
And maybe
I won’t recognize
The harsh light of day
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10. |
Trouble
02:30
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TROUBLE
If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a
Green-eyed mountain jack
Cause I'm evil
M middle name is misery
Yeah baby
Well I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me
I've never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I don't take no orders
From no kind of man
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble
Don't you try it all alone
Cause I'm evil
My middle name is misery
Yeah baby
That’s what I said…
Well I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me
I'm evil, evil, evil
As can be…
I'm evil, evil, evil
As can be
So don't mess around
Don’t, don't mess around with me
I'm evil…I'm evil…evil…evil…
So don't mess around
Don't mess around with me
I'm evil…evil…
So don't mess around with me
Yeah
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